Sitting by the waterfall
Counting all the fish as they go by
Wondering why?
Life is the way it is,
With hurt and pain,
murder and robberies.
Wondering why it cant all stop,
Why cant people leave others alone?
Why cant people not enter when nobodys home.
If only people looked outside the lines.
If only they gave themselves some time
like the animals in the water
minding their own buisness.
Hurting nothing and no one.
If only we lived that kind of life.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Your right if only, nice right Prisci and well said voted x Chris